When she was young I was her little girl,
if I fell down she sang to comfort me.
She tied pink satin ribbons in my curls
and soothed the cuts and bruises on my knee.
When in my teens she often hurt my pride,
I felt grown up, yet treated like a child.
I hurt... to see her lost on life's last tide
as she grows old, the past has her beguiled.
As past and present scene's are intertwined,
she stumbles and her mem'ries cause her pain.
For time has tied its ribbons through her mind;
I try to soothe the lesions in her brain.
She wears old boots to walk, as she's coerced
to tread the crooked path of bygone days.
I wear her shoes as roles become reversed
and like a child I guide her through life's maze.
A foggy haze surrounds her aging head
as she walks back towards familiar past,
to see acquaintances that are now dead;
the present time can make her feel harassed.
Which path will she take next? I hardly dare
to think. I know she slowly slips downhill
through mists of cruel confusion. I despair
and hope she can remember. I love her still.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Dino (184.108.40.206) -- Tuesday, November 11 2003, 11:07 pm|
My prayers goes out to your Mum Cap. I've seen alzheimers replacing windows at a condo for the old. This lady was scared to leave her room, afraid she would get lost and not find her way back. Their world has become so small, and I kept close eye on while we replaced her window to the world. Your Mum needs you now, you will feel good, knowing you showed her so much love. Nice memory poem of your Mum. Thanks for sharng with all of us.
|Capricorn (220.127.116.11) -- Wednesday, November 12 2003, 01:06 pm|
It is good to hear from you Dino. I don't get to Dreamers site so often these days and haven't seen you here when I did return. I was only thinking of you last week as it was a year since I first posted a poem here and I know you posted your first about the same time.
Thank you for your comments...always understanding. Mum has been in hospital for 5 weeks after a fall but will come home soon. Yes her world has become very small and she needs much care.
Thanks for your reply
|barb (18.104.22.168) -- Thursday, March 4 2004, 04:14 pm|
o cap it must be hard on your mom and you.Iit's not fun watching somebody you love go through pain and frustrstion. your mom is llucky to have you.
|Sweetvenom (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, March 4 2004, 05:41 pm|
It is really very hard to digest the truth,supress he sorrow and even express one's feelings.Your poem speaks more than words.I ll pray for your mom.I know you take good care of her.May God be with you.
|Meridian (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, March 6 2004, 03:37 am|
Alzheimer's is a very terrible sickness. The loss of memories and even your own identity. My grandma takes care of a woman knows with alzheimer's on some weekdays when her daughter goes to college. Alzheimer's is very terrible. I'll keep your mother in my prayers too!
God bless you!
|Martin Vann (188.8.131.52) -- Saturday, March 6 2004, 05:51 pm|
What can one say about this part of your life and your Mom's, there will always be a fork in the road ahead, for all of those we hold dear, yet, in time, we will all again, meet upon a single path and be renewed and forget the past. The foogy haze will clear, and a crown of love will take its place. There will be no need for boots or shoes, they will not be needed, wings will be provided for you. As you have the time Cap, there is a poem called, "Thorns Of A Rose," it is an expression and a message, about what we all go through.
You and your mother are blessed, though this is a difficult time, you have each other and such love never becomes confused, not even with the passing of worldly time. For love remains, it is with your hearts, and not the words once spoken, that you now use, to speak and hear. The voices of your hearts have never been so clear, nor said so much, as they do now.
Always at your side,
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